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08.Mar.12, 06:12 AM
He frowned pointedly. "Only one - another green named Larrikith." The young man had never been able to mask his emotions well, and now was no exception. He was awfully confused about where he stood with Larrikith. He'd always hated her, from the first time she spoke up him up until only a few days before. He'd never been explicitly told that she was the one who saved his life, but he'd pieced it together without any trouble. Larrikith was the one who saw him at the hut, the one who'd alerted B'jin to his actions, and well...she'd keened for him. He was no weyrbrat, but he knew that was a big deal.
She was still a foul creature, though.
Without any aggression to speak of, only bitterness, he just shrugged. "I'm not sure how I feel about her," he said, his words adding no new information that his face didn't betray. "...She has her merits, though," he said calmly, thinking back on her gleaming eyes looking in through his office window, not even a sevenday ago.
"I don't like dragons on the whole, though. I have no interest in their lifestyle." He wasn't referring to the dragonriders' moral or sexual behaviors, but everything. His recent actions might have inspired some will to live, but he was far from being loyal to Katila. He didn't feel the need to mention how horribly uglyhe thought dragons were. That was a bit childish to mention during a serious conversation, but on some level it was a factor. They just creeped him out, with their faceted eyes and hideous features! He smirked a bit, but it was a facetious one.
"And Lym and I aren't the only healers," he said a moment later. He slowed down a bit to take a few bites of food. Academically, he knew he was underweight and undernourished. He hadn't cared for the longest time. Lately though, he'd found his appetite back at full force. He had a lot of weight to gain back. "The specialties are fairly diverse...I believe I'm the only trauma surgeon, but that's to be expected, I suppose." There wasn't any obnoxiousness in his tone, though there was a distinct sheen of pride; something he'd lacked at their last encounter. He smiled, this time full and genuine. "It's nice to have more, though. I'm not sure how I went so long without bumping into you, though I suppose I have been a little bit of a stick in the mud..."
If there's no chance of leaving, of course
He held his smile, but his eyes immediately dimmed. The smile remained like a husk as he thought over the words. "....There isn't," he finally said, the corners of his mouth slowly falling as he lifted his mug of klah. He was already almost finished with it. Habit forming? Most certainly.
"Some have tried and wound up dead in the jungle. I know of one girl who tried and was captured, rather than meeting a similar end...Her name is Volfetti." Tal rather liked Volfetti, though he hadn't spoken to her in a while now. He didn't feel like he needed to hint at his own chosen escape method.
The last few days had left him the most confusing mixture of miserable and euphoric.
"I wouldn't recommend it," he said afterwards. He finished off his khal and let out a sigh. "...How do you feel about becoming a dragonrider?"
She was still a foul creature, though.
Without any aggression to speak of, only bitterness, he just shrugged. "I'm not sure how I feel about her," he said, his words adding no new information that his face didn't betray. "...She has her merits, though," he said calmly, thinking back on her gleaming eyes looking in through his office window, not even a sevenday ago.
"I don't like dragons on the whole, though. I have no interest in their lifestyle." He wasn't referring to the dragonriders' moral or sexual behaviors, but everything. His recent actions might have inspired some will to live, but he was far from being loyal to Katila. He didn't feel the need to mention how horribly uglyhe thought dragons were. That was a bit childish to mention during a serious conversation, but on some level it was a factor. They just creeped him out, with their faceted eyes and hideous features! He smirked a bit, but it was a facetious one.
"And Lym and I aren't the only healers," he said a moment later. He slowed down a bit to take a few bites of food. Academically, he knew he was underweight and undernourished. He hadn't cared for the longest time. Lately though, he'd found his appetite back at full force. He had a lot of weight to gain back. "The specialties are fairly diverse...I believe I'm the only trauma surgeon, but that's to be expected, I suppose." There wasn't any obnoxiousness in his tone, though there was a distinct sheen of pride; something he'd lacked at their last encounter. He smiled, this time full and genuine. "It's nice to have more, though. I'm not sure how I went so long without bumping into you, though I suppose I have been a little bit of a stick in the mud..."
If there's no chance of leaving, of course
He held his smile, but his eyes immediately dimmed. The smile remained like a husk as he thought over the words. "....There isn't," he finally said, the corners of his mouth slowly falling as he lifted his mug of klah. He was already almost finished with it. Habit forming? Most certainly.
"Some have tried and wound up dead in the jungle. I know of one girl who tried and was captured, rather than meeting a similar end...Her name is Volfetti." Tal rather liked Volfetti, though he hadn't spoken to her in a while now. He didn't feel like he needed to hint at his own chosen escape method.
The last few days had left him the most confusing mixture of miserable and euphoric.
"I wouldn't recommend it," he said afterwards. He finished off his khal and let out a sigh. "...How do you feel about becoming a dragonrider?"
